[Batman] I, The Joker, how is that possible?

Chapter 19: Not a happy day for Fisher

On that day, Fisher met a demon, a demon crawling out from the deepest part of hell, Heknewitforcertain.

Born and bred in the city of crime, Fisher can talk and laugh even in the face of gangsters. In fact, such things have happened a few times, but he can always settle them perfectly.

He meets gangsters, he takes them down, sometimes with money, sometimes with goods, and he always manages to take them down anyway, probably because they're the same kind.

As for those real Gotham lunatics, ah, yes, Mingzhe is as safe as Fisher, and he knows who he can't provoke at all, like he was thrown into the madhouse by that damn Batman not long ago and ran away not long ago The Joker, and the nosy Batman himself who drives a batmobile crazy at night and meddles in the streets.

But apart from these people, Fisher has been safely walking on the borderline between the dark side and the bright side of Gotham.He is proud of this, the demeanor that is still able to do a job well in the midst of danger and high pressure.

Maybe because I, like them, is a demon from hell.Fisher thought so more than once.

But not this time!Definitely not this time!Because this time, he met a real demon.

"I, I have money!" His safe, his vault, and the banknotes he kept in the bank can all be given to him!

"I don't need the money." False, but Fisher wouldn't know.

"I, I have beauties. I guarantee that there will be no sequelae. As long as you let me go, I can cash it out immediately. No, no, no, you can even tie me up to see them."

"What do I want them for?"

"Beautiful man, I still have beautiful man! Please! Let me go!"

"Hmm, let me think about it." Yun Hai straightened his upper body, and slowly paced to the front of the person in charge, pretending to search for a while, but actually quietly admiring that he finally caught a life-saving tree. The appearance of straw, and then—

Smiling, she spread her hands, "No, no, no, what do I want them to do?"

"What do you want? No matter what it is, money, power, status, fame, as long as I have it! I can give it to you! Do you want to become the underground king of Gotham? I can help you! I am very useful ! Just don't kill me! Please!"

That's right, that's the tone-changing sound, it can be sharper and more pleasant.Yun Hai let out a sigh of satisfaction for a lifetime, she stretched out her hands, holding a knife in her right hand and her left hand was empty, she just waved her hands like a conductor with selfless devotion.

Death is addictive, Yunhai, who has already died once, is absolutely convinced, and the collection of all kinds of negative emotions fascinates her.

"Let's—havefun." Yun Hai stopped what she was doing, raised her right hand and gracefully gathered her slightly curly half-length black hair behind her ears, then squatted down abruptly, and looked up.

There are two black eyeballs quietly floating on the top of the astonishing wide eye whites.

Now, Fisher could clearly see the man's eyes, which were the darkness that swallowed everything.

The blade slowly slid on the skin, and Fisher could hear the sound of the top layer of his skin being scratched, and then the sharp blade would cut deep into the muscle like cutting butter, and embedded in the bone seam Then cut off the redundant burden hanging on the bone piece by piece, leaving only the blue bones.

As long as he rolled his eyes, Fisher could see the knife, the silvery-white light on the blade, and the reflection of himself with a messy face.At that moment, he collapsed, completely collapsed.

He cried, under heavy pressure, crying uncontrollably, like a child.Ever since he pushed his neighbor's little sister off a tall building when he was seven years old, he has never cried as badly as he is now.

The snot and tears flowed down together, sticky and dirty like the sins all over his body.

Like a patient suffering from Stockholm Syndrome, Fisher tilted his head and rubbed the blade beside his face in a dependent manner, not even knowing what he was doing, he gave up all unnecessary struggles.Tears kept flowing down like a fountain, and he murmured to himself: "I'm just the humblest lamb crawling at your feet, please let me go."

no respond.Fisher raised his head with tears in his eyes, and saw a figure as cold as a sculpture.

This... This person can't be a fool.Faced with Fisher's crazy words, Yunhai was a little unreasonable, a normal person wouldn't be afraid to such an extent!She couldn't help asking the system: 'Is this person crazy? '

"It's not your fault!" The system gasped when it saw the culprit who had no self-awareness at all.Yes, the system has seen the tragedy of mission failure, it will lose energy and fall into a deep sleep until it is awakened by the next mission person, why, why is its fate so miserable?

'Aha, blame me?Wasn't he the one who threatened me just now?How did I just switch roles and become like this? "Yun Hai adjusted his eyebrows and smiled sarcastically with a bad sentence from the Internet," so is this true?Empathy is never possible unless the roles are reversed. '

This scene reminded Yun Hai of a composition topic she had done before for a long time, because the topic was quite interesting, even after many years, she never forgot it.The specific content has been forgotten, just remember these:

The fisherman competed with the fish and finally succeeded in dropping the fish. He lamented that fishing is really a fair thing, but the fish scoffed at his nostrils: If I reversed the two roles and replaced it with a hook on your lips, I would let you know what called cruelty.

Really, Yun Hai thought he had forgotten it, but he didn't expect to be able to remember it now.

When he lowered his head again, Fisher was still crying, of course he was crying very ugly, it had nothing to do with pear blossoms and rain.

Yun Hai thought that he gently held the person in charge's face to wipe away the tears on his face, and his tone was soft and ugly: "Shhhhhh, don't cry, don't cry, why are you crying so sadly? Of course I will let you go." It's your fault, because Joker is a good guy."

However, the comfort of the sea of ​​clouds?It didn't work the way she thought it would, but it didn't matter because she had a good idea.

"Let's play a game," Yunhai said.

"It will be very interesting." Yunhai said.

"I'll take two-thirds of the money for my hard work, how about it, it's fair." The words that seemed familiar came out from the slightly pale lips.

"Then as a price, you tell me who you got the reagents from. You better answer quickly, because my patience is very limited."

"Yes, yes, ah! Don't kill me! The reagent came out of Arkham Asylum!"

"That's all? No, no, my friend, you don't think you can save your life just by giving me some old news." Lie.

"I've told you everything I know!"

"No, you are not. How does it feel? When you try to fool the Joker? I really want to know."

"No, no, wait, there's another one, I remember! Carter mentioned it! The reagents came from a psychiatrist! Maybe he was the doctor of Arkham Asylum, or the doctor who supplied the madhouse, or It's just a doctor, ahhh, please, let me go."

"Let you go? Well, let me think about it." Seeing that there was nothing to ask, Yun Hai suddenly changed his mind.

"Youpromiseme! Youpromiseme!" Fisher screamed, staring at the ground with his legs weak, doing useless work.

"Have I?" Yun Hai asked softly, "Why can't we play another game?"

"Ilovegames!" Everyone loves games, doesn't they?

"Listen, this is the last game between us, Dangdangdang, look, this is a very small time bomb, very small, very cute, right?" Yun Hai pinched the cute metal The product, placed under Fischer's eyelids and slowly rotated, so that the other party could see it clearly.

Ah, Fisher must have seen it, because his eyes were almost glued to it!Really positive!

"Then its explosion range is only tens of centimeters, let me show you, just like this, touch~"

The bookcase a few meters away was blown out of a hole the size of a football, and then Yunhai conjured up a second time bomb and waved it in front of the person in charge.

"I'll give you 3 minutes," but in the next second, Yunhai licked his lips and overturned his previous idea, "NoNoNo, that's too long. What about—90 seconds?"

"Now, you have 80 seconds left, this Mr.—" Yun Hai tilted her head, because she had forgotten the name of this insignificant person in front of her, but it didn't matter, she thought of a good word, a very appropriate The words: "Ah - yes, then Mr. Nobody, it's time for you to perform."